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God’s faithfulness in my past
What a sure testimony!
A constant reminder!
Need not be perturbed
Of what the future holds
He is always faithful
He never changes!
Through every season
Through every pathway
Even when I forget how faithful He is
His faithfulness shines through
His Word prevails

Faithful You were, yesterday
Faithful You are, today
Faithful You will be, tomorrow
Faithful always You will be

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I went on my usual 4km run at our local park some days ago.
I saw a couple faithful feeding the ducks by the pond with a loaf of bread.
I saw pigeons by the side feasting on some pieces of bread.
I saw a workman trimming the trees.
I saw Spring flowers.
I saw a man walking his dog.
I saw a wriggling worm

Then this scripture resonated inside of me, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?” – Matthew 6:26-27

Ducks and pigeons
Trees and flowers
Dogs and worms
Who tends and feeds them?

If God in His wisdom and providence sends helpers to tend to these lower beings, how much more He will do us who are made in His image? How much more will He provide, protect and defend those whom He died for? So much more exceedingly abundantly above what we can ask or imagine.

Hence, I ask why worry?
Why do we worry a lot despite the fact that we know worry changes little?
Why worry when we can trust in the unfailing reliable hands of the Almighty God?
It is time to worry less and trust more
It is time to stop worrying.

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I told Him I didn’t need Him anymore
(Or so I thought)
I took all that I had
I left

He told me He will always be there for me
(I didn’t believe it)
I took all He gave me
I left

I made friends, the wrong kind
I spent money, the wrong way
I lived my life, the unholy way
Days into months, months into years
I had nothing, I had no one, but me

Destitute, hungry, ashamed and alone
Pigs became my best friends
Pig’s husks became my best food
Stuck in the depths of my sins and regrets
I realised, I knew I needed Him

I need You Lord, the Lifeline I depend on
I run back to You away from these husks
You took me back, and gave me the best
I return broken, bruised; free to be Yours
I return, to be who You made me to be
Your child

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This is a beautiful wonderful song by United Pursuit that inspires my heart a lot.

Please enjoy.

I open up to You

This love that makes me new
Oh, may my heart receive
This love that carries me

From the head to the heart
You take me on a journey
Of letting go
And getting lost in You
From the head to the heart
You take me on a journey
Of letting go
And getting lost in You

My heart is open wide
I will receive your light (ey ey ey)
You give me faith like a child
In you, my heart runs wild

‘Cause there’s no shame
In looking like a fool
When I give You what I can’t keep
To take a hold of You
There’s no shame
In looking like a fool
When I give You what I can’t keep
To take a hold of You

More than words, more than good ideas
I found Your love in the open fields
More than words, more than good ideas
I found Your love in the open fields
More than words, more than good ideas (ey ey ey)
I found Your love in the open fields
More than words, more than good ideas
I found Your love in the open fields

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While out on school run yesterday morning, I turned on my DAB radio today to my usual Christian radio. Instead of hearing a beautiful song of hope and encouragement, to my utter chagrin what I heard was “One Love” by Bob Marley. I had to quickly tune in to another the station. I also sent them an email complaining that it’s not right.

Bob Marley was never a Christian, he was always high on weeds and drugs and every other thing unbelievers got into. So I didn’t quite grasp why a UK Christian radio would be singing and broadcasting his songs to over 4 million listeners??

It only shows one thing? They don’t understand the impact of their roles as broadcasters and secondly, their Christian values should be questioned and reviewed again.

Music is a powerful instrument and when used well God is glorified. Music is not just about the song but more importantly about the artist, his life and the spirit of the song.

A Christian radio is a great opportunity to utilise the awesome power of technology to offer hope, healing, advice, help, deliverance and salvation to their innumerable number of listeners. People are suffering and going through difficult times and if they turn on a Christian radio, they should receive nothing less than hope and healing through Christ.

I see evangelists in city centres with their megaphones and loud speakers preaching and reaching out to the lost, speaking boldly about Christ to maybe 200 people. I see believers going from door to door dropping tracts and preaching about Christ. They can only reach about 20 houses in total. But a Christian radio with listener capacity of over 4 million or more is instead singing Bob Marley’s song, thereby authenticating him and his music. This is an anathema.

Where there’s no vision, no purpose, no objective anything goes and that is not the way of Christ. If you want to sing about love, there are a thousand good Christian songs readily available to portray that.

As Christians, we must always recognise that we are the light and salt of the earth. We are messengers of God’s grace, hope and love to a lost world. We must recognise that sometimes God places us in special jobs that can enable us minister to a thousand people we may never meet in our lifetime. But how we changed their lives will always be reckoned and remembered in heaven. We must recognise that role and utilise it rather than abuse it.

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For the sake of confidentiality, I will not mention some facts. But suffice it to say, she sees me every week, she rarely knows much about me, she lights up when she sees me, she calls me “Maureen” and she likes talking about so many little things. A happy cheerful lady she always is.

Anyway I met her today and of course she was talking about the weather, about this and that. I just listened like I always do. In the midst of her chatter, she suddenly said to me, “Don’t worry yourself at all.” I laughed and was really surprised to say the least. But… I was touched. It was some calm reassuring words from the least expected. It made me happy.

Has it ever happened to you? Receiving help, healing, a word of encouragement, strength or support from the least expected? I bet it has.

And you know, that’s one of the dynamics of following God. Sometimes God speaks or even sends help through the least expected, through the people we look down upon and feel they’ve got nothing to give.

God spoke through a donkey to Balam and God had to open his eyes for him to understand what was going on.

We have to learn to listen to everyone, it is a mark of great humility and a willing heart when we allow God to speak to us through any means He seems appropriate. Most times we may lose a destiny helper or a blessing because we are waiting for God to speak in a loud bang of miracles and visions. God may still help us through another means but that may take longer than we anticipated. We must stop limiting God and His power. If we say we trust God, then we have to prove it and open our hearts to him rather than be selective hearers.

God can change our lives, our thoughts and our narrowed perceptions through any means he deems fit. But most times through the least expected. Through those we don’t regard much or even those we feel we are better than. All we need to do is to prayerfully ask God to confirm it if He is the one speaking. If we open our hearts to Him, He certainly will respond.

And tonight, I will not worry at all. God has got my back.

“Instead, God chose things the world considers foolish in order to shame those who think they are wise. And he chose things that are powerless to shame those who are powerful. 1 Cor 12:27”

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He took me to an open desert plain. It was a windy day, so windy it was almost violent.

“Come,” said the teacher. He was asking me to walk against the wind’s blowing. So I did.

“What is it like to walk against the wind?” he asked.

“It’s a struggle,” I replied.

“In the language of Scripture,” he said, “the word for wind is ruach. But it has another meaning; it also means the Spirit. In Hebrew, the Holy Spirit is the Holy Wind. So what happens if you walk against the wind?”

“It creates drag. It becomes harder to walk and you get tired.”

“In the same way,” he said, “when you walk against the Spirit, it creates a drag on your life. Everything you do becomes harder. It takes more energy to do less. So when you go against His Spirit, you’re fighting against the Wind. And you can’t walk against the direction of the Wind without getting weary and worn out.”

“And what way is the direction of the Wind, the Spirit?”

“The Spirit is the Holy Spirit. Therefore, it blows in the direction of the holy, and blows against the direction of the unholy. Now try something else. Turn around and walk back, the same way you came.”

So I did. I was now walking in the direction of the wind’s blowing.

“And what was that like?” he asked.

“It was much easier,” I said.

“That’s because there was no drag,” he said. “You were walking in the direction of the wind. And the wind helped you walk. It moved you ahead. It made your walking easier. So when you walk against the wind, it creates drag. But if you turn around, then the wind gives you power. So it is with the Spirit. If you turn, if you change your course, if you repent, if you walk in the Spirit, then the drag will dissappear. Then the Spirit will empower you and will move you forward. And then everything you do, that you must do, will become easier.”

“So if you walk in the Spirit,” I said, “life will go from being a drag to a breeze.”

“Yes,” said the teacher. “For those who walk in the Spirit, the Wind is at their back.”

The Mission: What part of your life is against the direction of the Spirit? Today, turn it around and start walking with the Wind at your back.

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Below is a great little inspirational story. It’s one of many great stories I’ve ever read.

It was morning. The teacher came to my room holding a little clay jar.
“A question,” he said. “Can that which is little contain that which is big?”
“No,” I answered.
“Can that which is finite encompass that which is infinite?”
“No,” I said again.
“But it can,” he replied.
“How?”
He lifted the jar and removed the cap from its top.
“It can,” he said. “It can if it’s an open vessel. An open vessel has no limitations. It now can contain the blowing of the wind or the outpouring of the rain. It could even contain the flowing of a river.”
“It would take a long time to contain a river.”
“It could take forever, but the principle is the same.”
“And the reason you’re showing me this…”
“Which is larger, that which you know or that which you don’t know?”
“That which I don’t know, I would think.”
“So then, it’s only wise that you seek that which you don’t know.”
“I guess.”
“But how do you contain that which is bigger than you … that which is bigger than your ability to comprehend?”
“By becoming an open vessel,” I said.
“Yes,” said the teacher. “Only by opening yourself up can you come to know that which you don’t already know. And only by becoming an open vessel can you contain that which is greater than yourself. The truth is always greater than our knowing. Your mind and heart are finite clay jars. But the truth has no end. God has no end. The Eternal is infinite … always flowing.”
“Like the river,” I said.
“Yes,” he said, “but when the jar opens itself, it becomes unlimited. It can contain the waters of the river…

So open now your mind, your heart, and your life. For it is only the open vessel and an open heart that can contain the infinity of God.”

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You split the sea so I could walk right through it
You bound my fear in perfect love
You rescued me so I could shout and sing
“I am a child of God!”
(Jonathan David & Melissa Helser)

My untamed fear
Unravelled without boundaries
My broken heart
Unmended like the broken hinges of a wooden door
Your hands, like branches of an olive tree
Carries me away from the splinters that pierced within
Your love, like rivers of Arizona
Washes away the fear that breeds unbelief

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Oh the day I called His name
Sin and self, my only game
Until He took me by the hand
Rescued me from unholy bands
Redemption! His gift to me
Liberated! His love to be
My Precious, My Saviour, He lives
Evermore, in Him I believe

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When the impossibilities of our lives
Weaken our resolutions
Let the possibilities of our God
Strengthen our convictions;
When the impossibilities of our lives
Take us to our knees
Then, we are in the best place
To unleash even faith like a mustard seed
In the unlimited possibilities of our God